Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Spain and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Tom Boy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New Order,
DJ Style,
Funky Four + One,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tres Demented,
DJ Sneak,
Glenn Branca,
Depeche Mode,
Mo-Dettes,
The J.B.'s,
U.S. Maple,
The Gap Band,
Kayak,
Talk Talk,
The Monks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Zeros,
The Saints,
Severed Heads,
Danielle Patucci,
Los Fastidios,
Letta Mbulu,
Mission of Burma,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bad Manners,
Faraquet,
Lower 48,
Pantytec,
Bob Dylan,
Inner City,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pole,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cheater Slicks,
Sällskapet,
Intrusion,
Pulsallama,
Massinfluence,
Crash Course in Science,
Rotary Connection,
Soul II Soul,
New York Dolls,
The Raincoats,
Symarip,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cecil Taylor,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker,
Duran Duran,
Soulsonic Force,
The Skatalites,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed,
Ornette Coleman,
10cc,
Index,
John Foxx,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.